Things I Love

The illness is still plaguing my lungs. I believe I am going to have to break down and go to the doctor tomorrow. I was trying to avoid it because it is always such a hassle. I hate being stuck in a room with a bunch of hacking people with their whiny, rambunctious children that most likely need a dose of Ritalin or better yet Phenobarbital while I myself am hacking uncontrollably. Worse even, paying good cash money for the experience. Whatever happened to the house call?

I have been trying to keep a positive attitude because generally a physical illness usually leads to a depressive episode. The weather is changing and getting colder, another trigger for depression. I started thinking about the things I love.

Fresh Laundry. I love the smell and feel of it when it is just out of the dryer. Sometimes, I will drape a warm towel over my legs while I am folding the rest of the basket even if it is mid-summer and 100 degrees outside.

The way Avery pronounces some of her words. She puts a "duh" sound in front of alot of the words she says. Earlier after she ate she said, "I think my belly is going to duhxplode"! When she organizes something in her room she says, "Look Mommy! I duhranged the books"! She looks so cute when she puts on her duhjamas!

Songs that take me back. There are certain songs that I hear from time to time that make me think of a time in my life. And not necessarily a meaningful event. If I hear "Sex and Candy" on the radio it reminds me of the time that I was addicted to AOL and spent countless hours in chat rooms. "Red, Red, Wine" reminds me of riding the school bus Senior year.

My Aunt Joyce's fudge. It is the best. You can not buy it at the fair and the deli cannot duplicate the recipe. Growing up, the adults always got a tin of fudge and I could not wait for the Christmas that I was an adult and got my own tin of fudge. I firmly believe that if I am buried with a tin of her fudge that I will come back in the next life a happy person.

Looking at pictures. Even if I have seen them millions of times before I still love to look at them. I dissect them and try to find things that I haven't seen before.

I love the way a room looks after I rearrange the furniture. Even if you have had the same damn couch for ten years (which I never have, I think I have commitment issues) everything looks totally new for the first week or two.

I love the way it makes me feel when Beau looks at me in that way that seems he is trying to penetrate my soul. He does it all the time but it doesn't always make me feel "that way" but when it does it feels so warm and fuzzy.

I love commercials. Any commercial that provokes any kind of emotional response. I love the AT&T commercial with the "wasted minutes". That woman's facial expressions are priceless. And, I think that "Flo the Progressive girl" should get her own show.

I love the way the air smells right before a big snow. It reminds me of when I was little and we moved here from Hawaii and there was a huge snow and I had never seen snow, let alone felt cold. Even though I absolutely hate cold weather, I love snow.

I love conversations with Mandi. They flow freely and we bounce wit off of each other like those rubber balls you get out of the quarter machine at the grocery store. I think we would have a very successful variety show, maybe something along the lines of "Wayne's World".

I love Mexican food. I could eat it every single day and never get tired of it.

I love TV. I don't really feel the need to elaborate.

I love that I have made tons of mistakes in my life and have learned from most of them....eventually. There are very few things, even if they were really bad, that I truly regret. Everything that has happened in my life has made me who I am today.